เข้าสู่ระบบ“Don't worry about that, I'll take the blame. Just call him.” My tone came out sharper and louder than I meant. Jax looked doubtful, like he was already regretting why he had spoken to me in the first place. He glanced back at the other bodyguard, the one who'd barely acknowledged me since we met and they both exchanged a hesitant look. Bothering Leon for something as trivial as my homesickness didn't sit right with them, and I could see it in the way they both looked at me. I rubbed my temples, a dull throb building behind my eyes, and pushed off the bar to close the distance. “You can tell him I said it was urgent, so just call him. Please.” I begged them, not caring that I was starting to sound desperate. After what felt like an eternity of them staring each other down, Jax finally pulled out his phone and handed it over, the screen lighting up my face in the dim bar. I snatched it, my fingers fumbling as I unlocked it. Boss was the only contact saved on the phone so I moved a
I was brought out of my thoughts abruptly when Jax stepped up to our table at the rooftop bar, holding out a sleek black phone. “It's the boss.” he said, his tone clipped and professional. “He wants to talk to you.”He barely got the words out before I lunged for it, snatching the phone from his grip and pressing it to my ear with trembling fingers. Everything around me faded as Leon's voice filled my ear. “Is everything okay?" he asked, concern edging his usual gruff voice, and fuck, I nearly melted right there, the annoyance I felt from him leaving me dissappear. How could one sound unravel me so completely?“I guess…” I managed to say, my voice cracking a bit. I cleared my throat, straightening up in my seat, trying to pull myself together before I sounded like a total wreck. The whiskey's warmth lingered on my tongue, but it was nothing compared to the heat pooling in my gut from hearing him.Desperation clawed at me as I needed something, anything, to confirm he was as twiste
Gagging sounds would fill the room as Alex sucked hard, tongue swirling along the underside, hollowing his cheeks to draw out those deep grunts from Leon. But Leon wouldn't let him control the pace; he'd thrust forward, fucking that mouth like a pussy, hips bucking in short, brutal strokes, balls slapping against Alex's chin. Saliva would drip down, mixing with tears from the guy's watering eyes, but he'd moan around the cock, hands gripping Leon's thighs for balance.I pictured Leon pulling out suddenly, strings of spit connecting them, then flipping Alex onto all fours right there on the floor, probing that tight hole after pouring lube on his fingers, stretching him roughly with two fingers, scissoring deep, and then curling to hit that spot that made Alex arch and whimper. Leon's free hand would smack his ass, leaving red handprints, marking him as he lined up his cock and slammed in balls-deep on the first push. Alex would cry out, body jolting, but Leon wouldn't pause and inste
Where the hell had the car peeled off to? I thought to myself as my fingers drummed on the leather seat, my nails biting into my palms as the SUV drove forward. "The boss told us to take you wherever you want to go in the city," the bodyguard next to me said, his voice flat and professional, like he was reading from a script. "He also gave us some cash, just in case you need to spend money." All I could do was roll my eyes, staring at the partition like it had personally offended me. Cash? Leon gave me money to spend? Just like that? It didn't sound right and It just sounded like a consolation prize for being ditched.But wait, shouldn't I be thrilled? That I was alone in all of this, without Leon looming over me, with no rules from his end and no watching of my every move. I could wander into shops, blow stacks on clothes or gadgets or whatever caught my eye, without a single worry about the bill.I wouldn’t need to watch his reactions, or second-guess if he'd approve anything I do
I sagged against Leon, spent and shaking, his cock still twitching as he softened. He didn't pull out right away and just held me there, his hand lazy on my spent dick, like he owned every inch of it. The bodyguard didn't look back again, and the pilot announced our descent, but all I felt was being exposed and claimed, the city's lights winking below like they knew what we had just done. What the fuck was this trip turning into?The chopper touched down on a private helipad on top of a sleek skyscraper, the rotors slowing to a whine as the city sprawl unfolded around us, towers were tall into the sky and the streets were loud with traffic far below. I was still a mess, my cock tucked back into my joggers but sticky with drying cum, my ass throbbing from Leon's final thrusts, his load seeping out with every movement I made. My legs wobbled as we unstrapped, my thighs quivering like jelly.I had to grip the seat to stand, heat flooding my face from the raw ache between them. Leon mo
"Leon..." I whispered, but he just hummed low, his breath hot on my neck as he untied the ropes of my joggers with one hand, cool air hitting my skin, then his fingers wrapped around my bare cock, stroking it from base to tip with a grip that made my hips buck. Pre-cum slicked his palm quickly, and he used it, sliding up and down in lazy pumps while his other arm tightened, holding me flush against him. The helicopter dipped slightly, turbulence jolting us, but he didn't stop and twisted his wrist, his thumb swiping the slit to spread the wetness.My head fell back on his shoulder, my eyes half-lidded, watching the ground blur far below. This was insane because we were doing this mid-flight, with his guys right there but the thrill twisted with that dark pull he had on me. His dick ground up harder now, rutting against my ass through our clothes, matching the rhythm of his hand on me. "Quiet," he muttered, voice hoarse in my ear and I nodded, clenching my teeth as he sped up, fist ti







